by Alexandra Holzer
Grandmother on my husband's side passed, as so many others in our families, just before a noted time in our chaotic and stressful lives.
This moment with Christmas falling upon us created a laggard and stalled feeling as if we were sucked into our own Twilight Zone episode. Reeling from all the prep work before Thanksgiving began, ended with the epiphany which escalated our enlightenment further about what truly matters in our short little lives.
It is only with this epiphany that we can fully appreciate our short little lives recognizing the certainty of one's death.
It is these realizations chipping away at us over time that bring us back to earth, hence our realities and intuitiveness facing our worst fears, bringing about our nasty filled emotions. We end up like a million emotion-icons from our computers showing many different faces at any given moment, until the pain can dissipate and trail off somewhere into the darkness.
Until we can get to that point of peaceful salvation we need to grieve and do what is humanly needed and possible. (A case of fine wine couldn't hurt here either, lol!)